Chapter 23
Austin
Mom and Dad stared at Jeremy and I throughout the entirety of dessert.
Leah hadn’t told them anything, but at least I knew my sister hadn’t been that mad at me.
Sure, she’d drunk until she passed out, but she was always a little more on the dramatic side.
She knew how upset I’d been when Jeremy had initially vanished, maybe if it had been anyone else she might not have been so forgiving.
By the time we made it back up to the room for the night, I watched as Jeremy collapsed onto the bed. If I were feeling worn out from the day, he had to be feeling it as well. He’s been through a lot more.
“I don’t—I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said, scrubbing his hands up and down his face.
I moved closer to the bed before sitting next to him. All I wanted to do was strip him down and feel his skin against mine. To celebrate that we’d come clean to my sister, because that was such a huge hurdle for us.
“What do you mean?”
He sighed as he opened his fingers wide enough to look between them. I wanted to swim in the depths of his eyes. They were so emotive, swimming with so much uncertainty about everything.
“I mean that we jumped headfirst into this, and that’s fine, but what’s the plan after we leave here? I’m going back to New York...”
When he trailed off, I lay on the bed next to him, looking up at the ceiling. My hand slid across the comforter until I found his fingers intertwining them with mine.
“I don’t think we need to have everything figured out right away. I’m just glad I found you again and finally have answers about what happened. For a while, I felt like I imagined you.”
Jeremy sat up, and when his red hair came into my field of vision I reached up, threaded my free hand through the strands pulling him down for a kiss. He came willingly, that was all the reassurance that I needed that he was actually there. He’d been real the entire time.
“I don’t know if I can ever make that up to you. It never should have happened, and if I hadn’t been so cowardly, we both could have avoided a lot of hurt.”
There was no point in dwelling on the past. I wanted to focus on the future.
Jeremy was my future, if we had to take it one day at a time and do the long-distance thing for a while, we’d make it work.
We’d found our way back to each other after years apart.
There was no reason we couldn’t make a few weeks, or even another few months, work.
One thing was for sure: if our time together was limited, I was going to make the most out of it.
Letting him pull away from me wasn’t an option.
My grip on his hair tightened as I pulled him back down to me for another kiss.
We nipped and sucked at each other's lips until I couldn’t contain myself anymore flipping us so he was below me.
The only thing that would make this better was if he were wearing those damn panties again.
There was plenty of time to explore that in the future.
No, right now all I wanted was another taste. Something to get me through until we’d get to be together again. We still had a few days until Leah and Jeremy left, but it didn’t matter. I meant everything I said about making the most of the time we had.
Our hips ground into each other, seeking friction in whatever way we could get it. I craved the feel of Jeremy hardening against me. To know that I was able to arouse him and bring him pleasure.
He groaned, throwing his head back against the mattress.
“That’s it, little boy. Show me just how much you enjoy this.”
And that seemed to be all it took. A loud, low moan tumbled from his lips, and I slammed my hand over his mouth because while Leah now knew what was going on, it was still a little fucked up to be doing it right under her nose.
Jeremy’s hips bucked beneath me, rolling over and over again.
The feel of his body against mine was sublime, but there were too many clothes involved.
My hands slipped beneath his shirt, skimming along his abdomen and further to find his nipples.
I tweaked the pebbled flesh between my fingers before I pushed his shirt higher, staring at the light pink peaks.
I wanted a taste of him so freaking badly.
My lips wrapped around one hardened nub, sucking at the flesh as his hands sank into my hair to keep me in place. My tongue rolled over the nub a few times before I gave it an extra hard suck, releasing the abused skin with a soft pop.
“Does my little boy like his tits played with? They’re fucking gorgeous.”
My mouth descended again, this time to the other side, giving his other nipple just as much attention as I had the first. It was another thing that I tucked into the back of my mind. Nipple play was something that Jeremy enjoyed.
I only sat up long enough to pull my shirt over my head before I was sliding down Jeremy’s creamy, smooth chest to the waist of his pants.
There was no wasting of time as I unfastened them and pushed them down his hips.
While I’d already established that I wanted to see him in his panties again, the black boxer briefs were still sexy as hell.
His cock pressed against the fabric, the head poking out of the waistband, looking for room anywhere it could find it.
When my fingers hooked into the band of his underwear and yanked them down his legs, they ripped a little. Part of me felt bad about it, but I’d never done that before. I’d been so turned on that I wanted this man naked and bared before me so desperately that I’d destroyed his boxers.
His dick smacked against his abs, the pink, shiny head glistening in the dim lighting of my bedroom. I salivated at the thought of getting my mouth on him again. To explore the salty taste of him and store it away. I’d bottle it if I could to have as my secret dirty little snack.
I licked up the length of him, dipping my tongue into his slit to gather the pre-cum there, my eyes rolling back into my head as I savored the taste.
“Damn, little boy, you taste like heaven.”
My lips sealed over his crown, and Jeremy arched his back from the bed. His hips tried to snap forward, but my hands on his hips held him in place. I wanted to take my time. There wasn’t a need to rush anything. Maybe tonight I could finally get him to relax enough for me.
I continued to sink down his cock, slurping and sucking the entire way. The little sounds he made were more than enough encouragement to keep going. It was music to my ears, a symphony of the filthiest kind.
Once my mouth reached his base, I traveled back up, my hand wrapping around him to jack him in time with my mouth sliding along his engorged flesh.
Jeremy seemed distracted enough as my free hand slipped behind his balls to trail along his taint.
The second my fingertip came into contact with the tight pucker of his hole, his entire body locked up.
It was alarming enough that I completely backed away.
“Is everything okay?”
Jeremy’s eyes were wide open in panic as he sat up on his elbows to stare at me.